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❝ 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 ❞
𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄, 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐀 while Damon was on the phone with Stefan and pouring two glasses of bourbon.
"Where are you Stefan? I'm trapped at the house" Damon said into the phone "And I'm really getting bored and impatient and I don't do bored and impatient. Bring me my ring"
Damon hung up and walked around the sofa to give Florence her drink only to see that she wasn't there anymore. He looked around, dumbfounded at where she went "Florence?" He called out
"In your room!" She called back
Damon walked towards his room and saw Florence rummaging through his drawers and also saw clothes pooled by her feet "What are you doing?" He asked
Florence didn't bother looking up at him and kept looking through his drawers "Looking for clothes"
Damon was confused and sweeped his eyes across her attire "You have clothes on though"
Florence looked at him like he was dumb "No shit sherlock. I want clothes because men's clothes are way more comfier. Everyone knows that"
Damon nodded confusingly "Right"
Florence continued speaking "It's also how like girls are jealous of men's eyelashes because obviously they have better eyelashes and it's not fair. Everyone knows that too"
Florence turned to face Damon when she was done speaking and Damon's eyes widened "You know your hair?" He asked
"I know of it" She nodded
"It's. . .up" He nodded at her hair that was a ponytail
Florence chuckled and grinned "I change my hair every five minutes dude, get used to it"
Damon nodded and said "It's just weird seeing you without your hair down. It looks nice though. Your hair up"
Florence smiled "Thank you"
"Now, regarding to the clothes thing, do you really have to throw them on the floor?"
"Yes"
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𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄, on the sofa while Damon and Vicki were having the time of their lives. Damon had his shirt unbottened, with trousers and a bourbon bottle in his hand while Vicki had just her underwear and a tank top on
